Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 92 This is a pure friendship

Seeing Sherlock's indifferent and nonchalant look, Dumbledore could only take the initiative to speak:
"Sherlock, our agreement..."

"Does it have to be like this?"

"What did you say?"

"I mean, does Harry have to face Voldemort?"

Sherlock met Dumbledore's gaze without yielding, and said word by word:

"Your idea of ​​having a first-year student face Voldemort again and again is simply genius-level stupidity!

Did you think Harry would thank you?

Or do you just want him to thank you at the grave?

The battle tonight proved that Harry couldn't even maintain his normal state when facing Voldemort!"

Dumbledore coughed. "Regarding that scar, I actually have an idea..."

Before he could finish his words, Sherlock interrupted him rudely:

"Do you really regard Harry as your savior?

Or do you simply want him to be Voldemort's sacrifice?
Mr. Principal, you can't expect us, a group of first-year students, to protect the Philosopher's Stone!
If the magic world is really this weak, I suggest we just destroy it!"

Sherlock's blunt words not only surprised Dumbledore, but also shocked Harry.

My goodness, this is Dumbledore!

Although the other party always looks kind and friendly.

Even the students at Hogwarts were more afraid of Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape than this smiling old man.

but……

President of the International Confederation of Wizards, Grand Master of the Order of Merlin, Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot, and current Headmaster of Hogwarts...

This long string of titles is not meant to bluff anyone. The other party is the greatest wizard of our time and is recognized as the only person Voldemort fears!
Shylock actually dared to do this, which was undoubtedly tantamount to pointing at someone's nose and scolding him.

Not to mention that he is just a freshman like himself.

But when he thought that the other party was thinking only of him, Harry suddenly felt warm in his heart.

The image of Shylock became extremely tall in his heart.

At this moment, Dumbledore once again turned his gaze to Harry.

Sherlock's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Dumbledore said to Harry in a gentle, almost pleading tone:
"Harry, believe me, I just need you to face him one last time."

Obviously, Dumbledore intended to make a breakthrough through Harry.

The main reason was that he hadn't expected that Sherlock would have such a great influence on Harry in less than a school year.

Even though he had been through many battles and had seen a lot, he still found it difficult to judge whether this was a good thing or a bad thing for Harry.

The Mirror of Erised was placed earlier, and Sherlock and Harry were deliberately led there in the hope of seeing their true nature through the magic mirror.

Harry's outcome was within his expectations.

As for Sherlock...

Dumbledore shook his head. Even though the other party was just a twelve-year-old boy, Dumbledore still couldn't guarantee that he could see through the other party's true nature.

Fortunately, one thing is certain, his friendship for Harry is clean and pure.

that's enough.

That's why he kept a low profile when facing Harry.

He felt that Harry could understand him.

This is for Harry's sake and for the future of the wizarding world as a whole.

Harry looked at Sherlock with some embarrassment: "Sherlock..."

Sherlock couldn't help but stroke his face.

The kid is a good kid, but he's a little slow to react.

But since this is Harry's own wish, Sherlock, as a friend, will not interfere.

Of course, he still made a request:
"Mr. Principal, I have already solved the problems that can be solved with my brain. I just hope that you will not let us down when we need to use force."

Dumbledore's eyes lit up. "Of course. I assure you that no matter what means Voldemort uses to control Quirrell, he cannot harm you."

"I hope so."

Sherlock's tone still wasn't happy, but he was obviously relieved.

Harry and Dumbledore both breathed a sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other, and both saw a hint of relief in each other's eyes.

"So when are you planning on leaving?"

At this moment, Sherlock suddenly spoke again.

"What did you say?"

Dumbledore didn't react for a moment and asked subconsciously.

However, after asking this question, he secretly felt that something was wrong.

After dealing with Sherlock so many times, he has a certain degree of understanding of this little wizard.

His kindness and wisdom are undeniable, but his sharp tongue is also true, especially when he is angry.

Obviously, Sherlock is in this state now.

As expected, Sherlock opened fire without mercy:
“I’m really curious, are you pumping all that sugar into your head when you drink water?

Or is this just a sign of your Alzheimer's?
If you were at school, how could that guy possibly have done anything to the Philosopher's Stone?"

Although Dumbledore had anticipated this, he still hadn't anticipated Sherlock's attack power. It seemed that after the battle in the Forbidden Forest tonight, Sherlock was really angry at his insistence on Harry facing Voldemort.

Although he felt a little helpless, he was also very happy that Harry had such a friend who always cared about him.

"I'll let him think I've left school."

"I stabbed him, so he should take some time off to rest."

"I'll have Watson and Hedwig notify you then."

"What does Harry's scar say?"

"There's no way for now. I just have a guess, but it should be confirmed after this incident."

"I need the detailed layout of the mechanism that protects the Philosopher's Stone."

"I'll send you a letter by post, or have Watson bring it to you."

The two of them chatted back and forth, and under Harry's confused gaze, they decided on several key points for the battle between Harry and Fulham.

"I……"

Harry tried to speak up, but Sherlock patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, Harry, there's no point in staying here."

"But……"

"Leave with your friends."

Dumbledore saw Harry looking at him, smiled and nodded at him, "And, Sherlock, are you sure you don't want a glass of lemonade?"

"Why don't you keep that cup of syrup for yourself?

By the way, I suggest you consider taking advantage of this year's periodontal checkup and free teeth cleaning services. You will definitely be welcome at Dr. Granger's clinic."

Dumbledore: "..."

Sherlock and Harry, wearing an invisible cloak, returned to the dormitory. Ron, Neville and Dean had already fallen asleep.

The next morning, Sherlock took Harry for morning exercise as usual.

The battle in the Forbidden Forest made Harry realize his shortcomings, and he practiced harder for this reason.

After the morning exercise was over, the two returned to the auditorium.

Seeing that there was no one around, Harry finally couldn't help but ask, "Sherlock, why can the rock cakes made by Hagrid block the curse?"

Sherlock couldn't help but laugh when he heard that.

"My dear friend, I thought you would not be able to resist asking me earlier."

Harry felt a little embarrassed. He had indeed endured it for a long time.

"Dear Harry, if you think about it carefully, you will find that this is not difficult to deduce:

"First, we must consider the nature of a spell. It is a way of mobilizing magical power to achieve an effect that ordinary people cannot achieve.

Judging from the direction of energy projection of offensive spells, it is often accompanied by physical phenomena such as sound and light, so it may be deflected, dodged or blocked.

Even the powerful Heart-Eating Spell just now is not invincible and can still be blocked by hard objects.

Just like in the Muggle world, physical attacks are blocked by a solid shield, spell attacks in the wizarding world also have a similar defense mechanism."

Harry nodded. This point had been taught in the Charms class, but most of the young wizards just took notes and didn't think deeply about it.

Sherlock put his fingertips together, looked at Harry and continued:

"Let's take a look at the maker of this rock cake, Hagrid.

His special identity as a giant plays a key role.

You should know that giants are naturally resistant to magic.

But people often overlook the fact that this resistance is not only reflected in themselves, but even the items they make will be contaminated with similar characteristics.

So, when Voldemort's Evisceration Curse struck, the special properties of the Rock Cake given by Hagrid's giant characteristics, as well as its own relatively hard texture, worked together to successfully resist the deadly curse.

This seemingly accidental miracle actually has a clear logical thread.

Of course, when I first faced the Unforgivable Curse, I wasn't sure, so I just threw the shield away.

But now it seems that the rock cakes made with great care by Hagrid have indeed inherited this characteristic.

By the next battle, the shield will play a greater role.

Now, please pass me your teacup while I think about your training plan before I see him again and what to do after Dumbledore leaves the school."

For the next two weeks, as Sherlock had expected, Professor Quirrell did not show up for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

This further proves that the crawling figure that night was Quirrell.

It is unknown whether Voldemort controlled Quirrell through dark magic, or whether Voldemort possessed Quirrell in some way.

However, Professor Snape said that Professor Quirrell took leave because he was unwell.

That's right, Quirrell was absent, and the one who took over his teaching was none other than Potions professor Snape.

His teaching naturally meant that Gryffindor would lose a lot of points again.

In addition to Harry Potter, who was deducted points for various inexplicable reasons, Neville, who always failed to cast spells, and Seamus, who caused explosions inexplicably, became the focus of attention.

Gryffindor's ranking was already low because of Sherlock beating a classmate in public, and its scores have dropped rapidly in the past two weeks.

With Professor Snape opening double, he finally became Granger.

Not only is it ranked at the bottom, but the gap between it and Slytherin, which is ranked first, is getting bigger and bigger.

This made the little lions complain bitterly.

of course there are exceptions.

Sherlock was very satisfied with this.

(End of this chapter)